The Ice
I thought I could just shrug it off,from one day to the next,a story, a place, another quest done,tick the box, move on. It’s impossible. I was there, years ago,steeped… Continue Reading
Richard Pierce – author, poet, painter
I thought I could just shrug it off,from one day to the next,a story, a place, another quest done,tick the box, move on. It’s impossible. I was there, years ago,steeped… Continue Reading
monochromecolours gonedimensions dissipatedno up no down no forwards no backwardsno black no white no shades no shadows no referenceno horizon this is not a veilit’s a wallthis is not beautyit’s… Continue Reading